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See! I am doing a new thing

The planting is hard but
the Sprouting
it hurts.
Imagine! Writhing
Up against nature’s grounding force
through mildewing grime
Would you – human –
with free will, with choice
ever push? Eat dirt,
awaken?
The mums are stronger
It wasn’t their choice
It’s nature
Look! If it’s light and
dew you want
you already have it.
Dilluted/deluded
in your watery
thoughts, you were
already taken Up
You have already fought
You are a golden mum
echoing light on each
dewy drop.

“Forget the former things;
do not dwell on the past.
See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland.”

september moodboard

I really like the month of September, because of the season change and hopeful, back-to-school-and-the-holidays-are-coming feeling, but probably mostly because of my birthday (I hope you enjoyed that sentence). My birthday is September 26 (hint, hint). I’ll be 24 this year: my last year of frolicsome youth before I become a quarter-of-a-century old and start graying (hopefully my hair will hold off a bit longer than that). This is also birthday month for my family (and also everyone else in my homeland, since most U.S. babies are born in mid-September).

september

september

Things I intend to enjoy this month:

  • Hot espresso drinks
  • A Birthday outfit
  • Understated jewelry
  • A Birthday cupcake or two
  • Taking pictures of events and changing landscapes
  • Boots
  • Mums in full bloom
  • Snuggling in my hand knit blanket (thanks, Daniel’s mom!)
  • Printed bags

Daniel and I are heading over to a Local Artisans Festival in the next couple of hours. Masters of guitar making, banjo playing, and cobbling (to name a few) will be present along with their newly graduated apprentices. I love living in a place that publicly values local craft and culture.